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★★★ As her whole body rested on the seat, her heart became heavy. "Paoli is dead as she saw in her dream," Isabella thought of the terrible scene she had seen in her dream. Paoli had also jumped out of the window. She ran but could not save her. She was fine because it was her dream, but how has it really happened? Why did Paoli commit suicide?"Bella, we know what you are thinking. We are also shocked, but you know she was a proud girl. I guess losing tongue she can't accept, so she took this step recklessly." Bethany pointed to the possibility, but it didn't solve Bella's inner turmoil."Yes, Bella, you don't have to think a lot about this now. I think we should go to the college first and then after that, we will visit the cemetery," Danny said to Bella, looking at her who was already lost in her thoughts. They knew how emotional Isabella was, that's why they didn't bother her more and drove the car to the college."Dreams can't be real." Different thoughts are quarreling insid
★★★ "Hello, Rachel, how are you?" Bella asked and noticed Rachel was busy with the work. Managing a canteen was a hectic thing, however, no one could tell that they ever found miss Rachel tired or lacking attention but today Isabella felt Rachel was lost in thoughts as the movement of her hand was slow and shaking. "I am very good. How are you, girls?" Rachel said with a bright smile. She took out a paper and pen, and started muttering, "Three coffee with doughnuts and anything else." "Rachel, umm… We don't need anything. Are you okay?" Bella asked when Rachel gave her a forced smile. "Yea… I am alright," Rachel answered. Her voice was muffled because of the emotions she was clinching. She did not want to break down in front of these little girls but didn't have enough strength to hold them inside. "Can we talk, Rachel?" Danny requested, while her eyes selected a corner of the canteen. "Alright. Go ahead. I'll come in a minute," Rachel said to them before turning to her emp
★★★★ "Who made it?" Isabella grumbled and looked around to ask, but everyone was staring at her with so many questions. She had no room to find answers while everyone waited for her explanation. "Miss Isabella, our President asks you to his chamber," a man in a suit informed her, had a gun at his waist, and looked like a bodyguard. His eyes were dark but dangerous. "What does he want from her?" Danny asked, walking ahead towards the man. "Who are you?" The man retorted with a distaste face. He had distinctly hostile when he asked that question as if he was talking with a lowly person. "I'm her friend," said Danny rudely, as she hated the tone the man used on her. "Then get on her shoulders. You'll know the answer," said the man and turned back. His violent steps made him disappear in the blink of an eye. Danny could not control her anger. In a flurry, she raised her middle finger and pointed them at the man's back. "Calm down, Milady. Calm down," Bethany blew air on Danny'
★★★★"Hmm….." Isabella heard a hum and watched the person move away from her. Those purple eyes were inexpressible. Although they were looking at her closely, no emotion could be seen in their eyes. "Get out," Alexander's hoarse voice sounded terrible. She couldn't open her mouth as if the words were stuck in her throat and didn't want to come out.Her hand reached the door hand and made it slide. This time her movements were quicker because it was difficult for her to stand upright in front of the enormous pressure that Alexander was giving. Also, the distant feeling Alexander suddenly gave to Isabella kind of upset her. Her mood also fell and the uneasiness she couldn't shrug away after so many attempts. "Bella, what happened? Did he say something to you?" Bethany asked. Looking at Bella's droopy face, Bethany was worried. "No, there is nothing he can do. He asked me to speak to the principal," Isabella replied. "I already knew that," said Danny, hugging Bella. They are witne
★★★ "Why are you screaming like a madwoman?" A low, deep voice rang near Bella's ear, thumping her poor heart. She didn't bother to open her eyes while her hands reached the collar of the man. All she wanted was to cling to something. She dipped her head in his chest and murmured over it, "I think I'm bleeding. Take me to the hospital." "I love blood. I think you should bleed," the man threw a joke when the person was trembling in fear. "What are you say...?" Isabella raised her head. She wanted to see the man before passing out. But the scene she received stunned her further, and she added, "What are you doing here?""What does everyone come here to do?" The man answered with a flat voice. His eyes looked down at the girl, who was still clinging, clutching his shirt. He let her only because her scent weakened him just like before. He couldn't have the power to order her to go away and not to touch him. And for this sole reason, he was pestering her to sign the contract. He
★★★★ The way out of the cemetery was very peaceful, but this peace would turn to horror, Isabella had no idea. Isabella was happy she can see the narrow path. With it, she can reach the main road and she could hail a taxi home. She was quite excited and was about to leave her grip on Alexander's arm when the man twisted her body with a twirl and made her bump against the tree while blocking her with his both arms. "Enough to take the opportunity," said a hoarse voice angrily. His purple eyes were gleaming with anger and a churn was taking place inside Bella."Why you are angry?" Bella whispered. The hovering figure was so large and tall that she couldn't see anything around her. "So you don't know or you are pretending to be innocent," Alexander's roaring voice further frightened the woman. "I don't know," replied Bella and she was really confused about what she had done to fuel this anger inside him."Okay. I want you to sign the contract," said Alexander with grit. Only he knew
★★★★ "I am so sorry, Isabella. I have ruined your evening," Merry apologized, placing her hand over Isabella's. Isabella and Merry entered the Opera hall after showing their passes. They got the seat in the second row in the middle. The hall was pretty full as their queue was packed up except for their two vacant seats. "Don't be. I also want to spend time with you," Isabella replied, smiling at Merry. "You are a sweetheart," Merry said when they noticed the closed curtain in front of them slowly opened up, meaning the show would begin in a second. Isabella concentrated on the performance while Merry already closed her eyes after ten minutes of that performance. This time Isabella didn't feel as boring as she had felt when she was six when her family came to watch a special Opera performance. The hall room wasn't very dark, so everything could see clearly. Because of this Isabella could see Merry was sleeping, who took her here, now taking a nap between the show. She wandered her
★★★ "Do you already know I'll agree to tonight, so you bring flowers," asked Isabella and was served a glass of water that Tim poured, such a gentleman, Isabella can't help but think. "No, after ignoring my number, I believe you will say no, but to my surprise, you agreed. So I brought you the flower, which I got from outside this cafe, an old lady was selling," Tim replied politely, his behavior making Isabella wonder if she could be this gentle. "Thank you for the flowers. They are beautiful," Isabella said, gazing at them when Tim again made her uneasy by complimenting her, "Not beautiful as you." Isabella shifted her attention to him but had no words to answer other than thanks. "How's your shoulder?" Tim asked with a caring voice. He showed genuine concern. "It's alright. Those drugs worked great on me," replied Isabella, which was an outright lie because she didn't buy any drugs. "Very nice, and I am so sorry for your friend. It was out of our thoughts," Tim said. He was i